Impatiently he shifted, but the other didn’t even spare him a glance.
“Stop fidgeting Max, it has to be done.”
Self-justification was pointless, it didn’t need to be done at all. It wasn’t their responsibility, but there was no point in trying to tell him that.
“Now, that looks grand, doesn’t it?”
Max looked at the door hung high on the tree limb disdainfully, he could think of a more fitting description.
“Someone has to spark the children’s imagination again Max, before its lost forever.”
The polar bear sighed, yep, it was going to be a very long day.